MARCELLUS.

Look, with what courteous action

It waves you to a more removed ground:
But do not go with it.

لا

HORATIO.

No, by no means.

HAMLET.

It will not speak; then I will follow it.

Do not, my lord.

HORATIO.

HAMLET.

Why, what should be the fear?

I do not set my life at a pin's fee) - meaning
And for my soul, what can it do to that,
Being a thing immortal as itself?

It waves me forth again: I'll follow it.

HORATIO.

What if it tempt you toward the flood, my lord, Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff,

And there assume some other horrible form,

And draw you into madness?

As hardy as the Nemean lion's nerve.
Still am I call'd:" unhand me, gentlemen;

By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that let's me:
I say, away! Go on; I'll follow thee.

(Exeunt GHOST and HAMLET.)

MARCELLUS.

Let's follow; 'tis not fit thus to obey him.
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.

HORATIO.

Heaven will direct it.

MARCELLUS.

Nay, let's follow him.

(Exeunt.)

[A more remote part of the same platform to which the GHOST has led HAMLET.]

HAMLET.

WHITHER wilt thou lead me? speak; I'll go

no further.

My hour is almost come,

When I to sulphurous and tormenting flames
Must render up myself.

HAMLET.

Alas, poor ghost!

GHOST.

Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing

To what I shall unfold.

HAMLET.

Speak; I am bound to hear.
GHOST.

So art thou to revenge, when thou shalt hear.

What?

HAMLET.

GHOST.

I am thy father's spirit;

Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night,
And for the day confined to fast in fires,

Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature
Are burnt and purged away. But that I am for-

bid